You may have to run to come to this Don't catch your minds wrist Oh my god is deliver your children from adults Only the prophets and heroines Won't bring you a normalcy Break your heart just a wide enough to lie This is a discipline of deep water
Ah hah, hah ah, hah Ah hah, hah ah, hah
I am not the queen of anyone, but later on
Who really are you without story to start you? Hands in the fire until He make your iron I will Free, free, don't believe it This is one full metre of doubling
Ah hah, hah ah, hah
Afraid to not to kiss you on the mouth Hold your hands out Fires there Bring into knife like the air When pleasure hurts you more than anything I'm the one and the whispering her cheaper Stop your mind just for long enough to stray This is the only hold of every part
Ah hah, hah ah, hah [x18]
